Bi Fang didn't know the follow-up of the call.
He only knew one thing, the guy who had been trailing behind him and eating his dust, Lu Wentao, disappeared!
The last time at Qinling he hadn't even finished his live stream before Lu Wentao took over, and now it had been several days since his second broadcast, yet Lu Wentao still hadn't scheduled his second streaming.
What a shame, he was quite a funny guy.
Bi Fang felt regretful.
Even a beautiful flower needs green leaves for contrast, but why had the leaves fallen before the flower even bloomed?
Stepping onto the running machine, Bi Fang prepared to start his physical workout for the evening.
He didn't go back to that old shabby house; there was no need to live in hardship now that he had money. Bi Fang was no longer the unlucky chap who had nothing when he first arrived.
This villa had comprehensive facilities, including its own fitness equipment, which was very convenient.